Chapter Sixteen: P is for Perfection

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Instead of instantly flipping out on her, I just walk away. Clearly, she doesn't have feelings for me anymore. Clearly, I'm not good enough.

Clearly, I was just a waste of her time.

I find an empty bench about fifteen feet away, still granting me a pretty decent view of Becca and the mysterious guy. Once their lips separate, she giggles and rests her head on his shoulder. The guy has killer green eyes, like myself.

"You have the most gorgeous green eyes," Becca says in a sweet voice.

Honestly, that is what sets me off. She always told me that I had the most gorgeous green eyes. My eyes were the thing that warmed her heart. Whenever I was upset, she would comfort me and tell me about how my green eyes were still beautiful even when my heart was broken.

I wonder how "beautiful" my green eyes are now, since it feels like my heart has been ripped out of my chest and lit on fire.

I stand up and find the strength inside of me to approach her. I surprisingly do so, standing up right in front of her and the boy when I reach their bench.

"Hey, Richie!" Becca cheers, believing that I have no clue about her cheating on me. She probably thinks that I am completely unaffected by her ignoring me at lunch, too.

"Don't call me that," I snap, trying not to hit her or punch the guy square in the face.

She instantly gives me a weird look. "What's wrong?"

Okay, that's it.

"What do you mean?! I just watched my girlfriend make out with some guy I don't even know!" I holler loudly, beginning to cry. I grab the attention of the guy, who seems shocked.

Becca stands up. "Richard-"

I get closer to her. "Don't even try to make me feel better. You're a"-(swear)-"bitch and I can't even process why you would do this to me."

Her face gets red as her eyes narrow. "Seriously?! You"-(swear)-"cheated on me with my own brother! You started this, you"-(swear)-"asshole, not me!"

I'm going to freaking hit her, I swear.

I feel someone tap my shoulder. I turn around to see who it is.

Tyler.

I instantly blurt to him, "Get this"-(swear)-"whore away from me before I"-(swear)-"strangle her."

Yeah, I went there. Taking the wise words of Alia.

"Whoa, there..." He grabs onto me and pulls me a few inches away from Becca. I fight back, though, escaping his grip to tell Becca something I really need to tell her.

"You saw me, Rebecca. I did not participate with Brandon, and you goddamn know that. You, on the other hand, stab me in the back and tell me everything is okay, when the next day, you ignore me and move on to someone else! It's like I was just your boyfriend because you felt bad for me! It's like you never loved me! I loved you to the bottom of my goddamn heart, but no, I can't even find it within me to love you anymore!"

She begins to tear up.

I cry even harder. "You just love breaking my goddamn heart, don't you? I finally thought someone truly loved me, when all along, I was just being used. I apparently made a fool out of myself." I turn to the guy, who looks scared as hell. His eyes are opened wide and he's leaning flat against the bench. I point to him. "You can have her. I don't even want her anymore."

Just like that, I ran off with Tyler, crying harder than when Ethan told me that he wished I would kill myself. My throat was sore, my head hurt, and the tears wouldn't stop falling down my cheeks.

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